“Look at me.” She lay one strip of cloth on top of her thigh and began folding it. “Your life will be a lot easier from now on if you just behave. It’ll never be perfect or even pleasant, mind you, but there are little things we can do to make it a bit more comfortable. Or painful, as you’re about to see. Open up.” Katelyn crammed the thick square of cloth into Megan’s mouth, ensuring that the flat edges went in first so she wouldn’t choke on it, Hardcore and continued her lecture. “Gabby’s having a hard time adjusting, too, being the spoiled little shit she is.” It was true. Her best friend was sweet and loyal, but never worked a day in her life blowjob and had spent nineteen years being waited on hand and foot. “But I think we’ll break her eventually. I could Brunette have a lot of fun disciplining that gorgeous body of hers, if only Chris and babe Sully weren’t so greedy with it.” Katelyn peeled the first corner of tape from the roll and pressed it over Megan’s closed lips, then brushed her hair out of the way and wound it around her head three times. “Speaking of gorgeous bodies,” She cupped Megan’s right cumshot breast and tickled the fabric of her t-shirt with the other hand, “it’s too bad Master had to put this chastity belt on you. We had so much fun yesterday when it was just those cute, plaid shorts of yours.” Without warning, I just switched nipples and looked back up at her. Her shirt bowed as the gravitational force of the table as it relaxed its vigil on her purity, the cloth blowjob parting to give Jordan a one-way ticket into the enticing tunnel created by her curvaceous breasts pressing together. Sweet babe juices bathed my face. The house was a little run down but at least it was clean so we had dinner and then Ida showed us all to different bedrooms and said she was going to sleep on the couch. Was it his breath?. Sam shook his head as his vision snapped back to the here and now. As if not wanting her cumshot experience to be pleasant, suddenly he withdrew his finger and getting up, scooped her up and deposited her near the Brunette table pinning her head down with his head on it. Each hole held a hook, both of them attached to a steel cable. Now she was on top, her knees planted on the bed to either side of his hips, Hardcore where she could control the speed and energy of their fucking. “You didn't even get my legs,” Clint said as he did. Sitting with earphones on and my legs crossed, my Aussiebum classic reds were showing under my white nylon gym shorts. The boy began to moan, and Mitch watched with satisfaction as he shot multiple loads down the red head's throat. I cut my hair at the shoulder, creating something that was so ragged and wild.